Is My Past Catching Up

My future curves under, around like a ball, Rolling back out behind in an endless hall, Moving further ahead, running out of time, What’s gone before, continually rewinds, The present is below, trying to catch up, If only could go lateral, might be enough, Can I turn and go back, no definitely not! Counterintuitively, stay on the same spot, Sounds really strange, but that’s just life, An arrow orbiting, in geostationary flight, Impossible to return, through cosmic time, Next verse is easier, will explain my rhyme, On an airport Travelator, going the wrong way, Got very last call, my planes almost away, By David Kavanagh.